Referencedselfharm Stories

"Whoever conceals their sins does not prosper, but the one who confesses and renounces them finds mercy." Draco stopped, closing his eyes for the briefest of moments. He thought of the scars on his left arm. He thought of the scars across his torso... Draco took a breath, keeping his head down, and decided to start over. "Forgive me, father, for I have sinned..." .... "I am God's Wrath," the distorted voice snarled, fury behind his slender frame, one that only looked menacing and gargantuan when seen in the perspective of a half-lucid and half-dead Draco Malfoy. ----- Who decides when people deserve forgiveness? What is true repentance? In which Draco Malfoy seeks forgiveness for his past via the church, but life has other plans for him. My story can also be found in Portuguese! Search for @Ellatraduz on Wattpad or click the link below: https://www.wattpad.com/story/348189206-cicatrices-marks-that-remain-drarry

Taken from my A03! when your husband is a tyrant, son a prodigious monster, older daughter blinded, and your youngest daughter a runaway, you sit back and do what you've always done best; you stay silent. *** or in which Ursa tries to recount where things went wrong. she can't remember. a prologue to the series.

Venting poems I will just fucking kill myself English is not my first language

Sad shit.

People can be judged for the sin of gluttony when they partake in too much of any one thing. For some, it is through overabundance of food and wine while for others, it is through the hoarding of their wealth. In this case, a raven declares himself guilty of such when he realizes he's satiated his need for companionship for far too long. (Part 3 of Red-Light Dregs)

lloyd's alone at night and depression just takes over. TW [also posted on ao3 with the same title]

Tommy was used to the cold and running, and thievery and even to seeing fellow homeless people on the street smoking cigarettes that they somehow afforded or stole, but never did he fucking expect to see some high cocky mother fucker try and talk to him "You want a hit" "Fuck no, one, you're a stranger, two, that's mega fucking illegal, and three, we are on a goddamn public train" "Suit yourself" the man replied And Tommy can't help but think maybe riding the train tonight was a bad idea Tommy is a 14-year-old boy that dropped out of school due to lack of parents and money, hip hip hooray, and is also on the run to not be drooped off into an adoption center or be caught by the police for being a little thief boy, and then he meets some sort of drug addict on a train who is weirdly nice. Or Classic Tommy angst fic with Wilbur kidnapping a child, and Philza being okay with that, but make Wilbur a drug addict with some weird ass issues. Or Somebody needs to stop Philza from adopting kids with trauma.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤyou said you were bad at love ㅤㅤㅤㅤno ㅤㅤㅤㅤyou were just bad, love consider there to be a trigger warning for dark themes and mental illness. if you are sensitive to this type of material read at your own discretion. all lowercase intentional. its marked as complete but i may add more as i see fit

As the ultimate fail-safe, All for One plots to send Dabi nine months back in time if the villains are to lose the final war. After time inevitably resets, motivated by his last encounter with his family, Dabi decides to defy All for One's orders. Confused and unnerved by his wavering feelings toward his family Dabi struggles to choose between his villain identity and his desire to reconnect. Or A time travel fix-it fic exploring Dabi's canon characterization and post-canon character development. POV alternating is limited to members of the Todoroki Family.

thoughts flood foolish's head, like crashing waves in a vicious and unforgiving ocean. the thoughts aren't happy, no, they destroy him mentally and physically. they tear him apart piece by piece. waiting for him to break and shatter. // AO3: starzzx

Test Tube barged though the door with a massive repair kit, looking around Mephone's cabin for Balloon, who had dialled her number 15 minutes ago. A small 'o' appeared on her mouth as she took in the sight. "Good golly.." (Aka a round of Go Fish goes wrong when the final four of III hear screaming from outside of their cabin.)

It's getting so much harder for him to concentrate lately, his mind whispers him things that he should flinch at- he doesn't though- and everything just seems so dull. It's way more fun to drink vodka and play with matches. Something that's he's been doing a lot of lately. ~~~ Warnings: reference to previous self harm, dissociation, alcohol/drunkness & swearing.